"Oooh! Here we go, here we go! Marisa loudly accentuated the atmosphere as she quietly put the silver spoon in her apron pocket. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

While the others just quietly watched the two facing each other.

Subsequently.

"Bang-"

"Whew-"

The two of them suddenly rose into the sky, away from the banquet, and unleashed their momentum.

Remilia's demonic wings stretched out as hard as she could, and countless crimson barrages poured out from behind her—not barrages under the rules of spell cards, but magic bullets that could actually kill people.

The light from the blood-colored barrage in the sky dyed the world crimson.

Ten loves also stretched out their arms. The chains of the True Poetry broke through its body in all directions, whistling wildly through the air.

Rust-colored chains the size of a finger wrapped around runes the size of a grain of rice slammed into the crimson barrage in the sky, gathering together to weave a giant web with a tiny mesh.

Like fishing with a net, this net protects the boy trapped in a sea of red bullet hell of Remilia.

In the collision of the crimson tide and the rust-colored web, Remilia's barrage was like a wave of blood, and the tide swelled, mercilessly slapping towards the huge net. There was nothing to see except Remilia's blood-colored magic bullets, neither the deep sea of the night sky nor the vast expanse of the earth.

Then the blood tide collides with the giant web.

There was no loud crash, no dazzling burst of light, not even the sound of fishing nets crashing into the sea. But Remilia just stared silently at the junction of the two.

Although those blood-colored waves were not completely blocked, there were still some tiny fish that slipped through the net, but the rust-colored web of chains stood still to resist most of the blood-colored magic bullets.

Through the cracks in the barrage, Remilia could see that the boy was starting to move.

The magic bullets that leaked through the mesh were about 100 rounds per second, and Shiai raised the disgusting spear - to dispel fantasy, and was naturally disgusted by fantasy.

Ten loves wielded Longinus, slashing out the magic bullets that threatened him one by one. For these things that humans don't approve of, Longinus has the ability to dispel them almost completely.

Remilia smiled with satisfaction, the curvature of her mouth seductive and thrilling.

"It's not enough to defend alone, Yutong Shiai."

After saying that, her delicate fingers suddenly squeezed in front of her and laughed happily.

"Come on, it's time to taste the blood!"

The blood-red light spear that was more than four meters long was thrown out with bursting magic power, mercilessly piercing the rust-colored true poetry and appearing in front of Shiai's eyes.

Caught with one's pants down.

The timing of this light gun is when Shi Ai has cut the gun out and has not yet put away the gun. The silver light in Shiai's eyes began to swirl and glare at the light spear.

"Shattered!"

This is the use of the will to forcibly change the substance, the ability of the ten loves of Yutong. And the light gun suddenly disappeared.

"Whew-"

Ten Love let out a sigh.

Although his ability is like this, the extent to which this ability can be achieved depends on the strength of his ability and the strength of the material it affects. Remilia's shot can be said to have a lot of energy, and he has a hard time influencing it.

Ten loves walked across Longinus, taking a closer look at the young figure hidden in the sea of blood-colored magic, and then breathed softly.

"Hah-"

Shrink.

Concentrate.

If you don't get close, it will be tricky to fight.

Not long after the real spear was pulled out, Yutong Shiai was still not used to the current state, not to mention the bombardment, even after defending for a long time, he would be tired.

So Shiai narrowed his eyes. The red corners of the Chewer's clothes began to light up, but they were completely inconspicuous in the red barrage of barrage.

Step into the air, charge up, burst out.

The power of fantasy began to work, and the silver light in the dark pupils of Ten Love poured out like a meteor shower in the night.

"Be careful! Remilia! ”

The young man advanced with a spear, and as far as the tip of the gun reached, the blood-colored barrage turned into nothingness. That's disillusionment.

Rush, rush!

Ten loves soared all the way, impacting the pure white figure in the sea of blood and the huge light gun.

"Come on, Yutong Shiai, your internal organs will be used for divination!"

The girl laughed wildly and opened her hand, revealing the spear of fate.

The light spear that appeared this time was more condensed and sharp than any previous one, and the spear was more than four meters long, with two sharp edges, exuding an incomparably wild and ferocious aura.

Gungnir, the sharpshooter of fate held by Odin.

"This gun, Gungnir!"

Shiai sneered, and the rust-colored chains between her bodies whizzed towards the light spear that Remilia had thrown before.

"The gods' guns? What a coincidence, what I have in my hand is a god-killing gun. Longinus! ”

Unlike Gangenir, who exudes a dazzling light and momentum, Longinus also has a hideous appearance, but whether it is texture or momentum, he looks like a mortal soldier.

Remilia swung a huge weapon that was completely disproportionate to hers and rushed towards Ten Love. Ten loves also gathered up the true poem that shattered the light spear and greeted it.

Equally fanatical and unrestrained, equally savage and direct, the two collided together like meteors.

Gun tip to gun tip.

"Qiang!"

The loud sound of metal clashing echoed through the sky, followed by the sound of metals pressing against each other and sliding.

In this encounter, neither of them was able to overwhelm the opponent in terms of strength.

After the collision of the blows, Remilia did not choose to test from other directions, nor did she intend to retreat, but went straight down the threaded body of Longinus's spear towards Ten Love.

This also means that the ten loves can also release the slash on her, which is a fair fight.

This fatal blow directly raised Remilia's momentum to a height high enough to oppress the Ten Love Gods. Ten loves can't retreat, otherwise they will always keep their heads down in momentum after that.

The huge blade of the spear, which also forked, swirled towards the white figure.

"Innocent!"

Remilia laughed slyly. The petite pure white bat held the huge spear in its hand, but its body quickly turned sideways and dodged the blow. However, that huge light gun is not something that Shiai can dodge.

The body of the light spear broke through the entwined true poem, penetrated Shiai's left chest without hindrance, and pierced Shiai from the back and shoulder blades, and blood splattered. The heart is shattered.

Remilia, who had pierced the enemy, frowned instead, showing annoyance.

"Hey, Yutong Shiai, you don't have this ability, right?"

As she spoke, she flicked her spear, intending to throw the boy out of it. But Shi Ai's empty left hand had already grabbed the light gun, and it didn't get distanced to move on to the next round of encounters.

Then, there was Longinus, who was raised as tall as a scepter.

"Now it's my turn."

Ten Ai opened an arrogant smile, and the silver light in her eyes burst open, like a lit firework, scorching and glowing. A disgusting aura emanated from the spear bearing the name of the god-killer.

Remilia's momentum weakened unbelievably.

Under the two of them, Yakumo Zi, who looked up at the battle situation, showed a narrow smile, and the malice in his eyes was unobstructed.

"Bear the hardships, little bat."

The world is definable.

At least for Yutong Shiai, the world can be temporarily rewritten.

The ability to interfere with reality with fantasy can be seen in essence as a temporary rewriting of the world as it needs to be. Yutong Shiai, a person who does not exist, has always existed in the world because of his ability to rewrite the world.

This real gun, Longinus, is the best pen he wrote the world. What he has is the ability to affirm, and what Longinus has is the ability to negate.

This is one of the uses of fantasy interference, real checks and balances.

The eyes of the Ten Loves had completely turned silver, and Longinus was raised high like a scepter in the king's hand, pointing straight to the sky.

Everyone subconsciously frowned.

It's a terrible feeling. Among them, Remilia, who had no intention of getting out because of the weapons he was captured, bore the brunt. The endless magic in the body began to weaken, the originally powerful body also became weak, and the heart, which had been dormant for many years, began to slowly move. It's like turning into an ordinary human, even the cold blood is starting to have a temperature.

Remilia's eyes narrowed.

"What an impressive ability, Yutong Ten Loves."

Then, with a decisive move, Remilia gave up on Gungnir and jerked away.

Feeling the weakening that was becoming less pronounced, Remilia pouted.

It's a quick fix.

"But don't forget, the gun in my hand is the spear of fate!"

Yutong Shiai was startled, looked at the spear composed of light that was still inserted in his chest, and remembered the various abilities that the other party had shown before.

Damn, it's a concept!

With a move of Remilia's right hand, the spear of light, which was the same as before, reappeared in her hand, still bursting out with violent, sharp, and savage energy. At the same time, the light spear that pierced through the ten loves also shattered into particles of light and dissipated.

Yutong Shiai's face showed a solemnity after carelessness.

What Remilia has in his hands is the spear of fate, Gungnier, or more precisely, the concept of "Gungnier". The reason why the gun of Gungnir can exist in the world, and can be shot, is because for the world, the concept of "Gungnir" is the meaning of the certainty. Even if it is not forged by the branches of the World Tree, as long as it is defined by the world as Gangnir, it has this permission.

It is not the meaning that is achieved because of the matter, but the matter that exists because of the meaning. That's the concept, it's based on the definition of the world.

So Remilia's Gangneil may not be the spear held by Odin in Norse mythology, but it is indeed Gangenir, that is, the power of the fate of this world.

Without Gungnir's blockade, Shiai's body recovered after squirting some blood, but the consumption of the tinkering illusion itself was also reflected in the body.

"Your breath has come down, Yutong Ten Love. It seems that your recovery is not without a price. ”

Remilia smiled maliciously and took advantage of the fire to raise Gungnir.

"Don't let the gun in your hand cry, Yutong Shiai."

Remilia raised her upside-down spear and threw it, spreading her wings to a pleasant smile against the crimson moon that resembled her blood-colored pupils.

"Through the heart, Gangenir!"

More surging magic than before surging on the huge spear of light, unnamed blood-colored runes swirled around the spear, and waves of abundant power crackled as if they were about to break free from the shackles of the giant spear, and then shot out. Even under the real checks and balances, Remilia's full force is huge.

Ten Love suddenly grabbed Longinus with both hands. The real checks and balances contracted sharply, solidified, and prepared to withstand the blow.

The initiative in the battle remained in the hands of Remilia.

The Poetry of Truth gathers in front of him with tiny runes. The power of fate collides with the power of truth. The moment the blood-colored giant spear came into contact with the rust-colored chain, a piercing and creepy sound began to sound in the space.

It's like scraping a blackboard with your fingernails, and it makes your hair stand on end.

Ten Ai watched in shock as the huge spear of light slowly but unmistakably sliced through the true poem, slamming into the chest along with Longinus. Then, the huge power contained in it exploded.

Ten Ai was picked up by the tremendous impact, flew upside down, and smashed into the bell tower in the distance, and the heart was pierced again.

That is the power of fate, and the fate of Gangnir and Yutong Shiai's broken heart is irreversible long before the throwing spear is thrown.

The Gungnir in his chest dissipated again, and all he could see was the dust raised by the destruction of the building, and the broken bricks beneath him.

"Destiny is real."

Remilia's haughty voice rang out from above.

"You have the right to choose whether to believe it or not, but you can't change it, you can't interfere with him. Yutong ten love, you are no exception. And I, the Lord of the Night, the eternally crimson young moon, Remilia Scarlet, am the demon of fate. ”

Shiai turned over and stood up, and the wounds on the chewer and body were repaired, but he also paid accordingly.

It's a little difficult, the body hasn't recovered from Longinus's suppression, and the long-range strikes can't be compared to Remilia, but the melee battle Remilia is not lagging behind, and now it's even more remote to avoid the subsequent weakening of the real balance.

As the dust cleared, the vampire girl who stayed in the distance looked at the boy playfully, smiling as deadly and deep as a night rose.

"Through the heart, Guenir."

The same trick is used again, which is the bad taste of the cat that caught the mouse.

Ten Ai stared at the blood-colored light that flew in, and the silver light spread through her pupils. Longinus was thrust upside down into the floor, and the true poem fell in all directions.

Longinus began to tremble. The light gun was close at hand, and then shattered.

At the same time, the silver eyes of Shiai were shattered.

For the first time since the start of the war, Remilia was surprised.

"Oka ...... Gungnir!? ”

Gone, gone, gone, unable to feel the concept.

Ten Ai's closed eyes were filled with blood and tears, soaking her cheeks and the coat of the Eater, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. He denied Gungnir and temporarily interfered with the concept of Gungnier and changed it to non-existence.

The girls watching the battle didn't know everything, but they could see Remilia's surprise.

Yakumo Purple opened the folding fan to hide the surprise at the corner of her mouth.

Fantasy interference, incomprehensible abilities. Not only matter and space, but even rules can directly interfere with it. This discovery is a mixed blessing, and the monster sage must overturn the plan in his heart and make another plan.

"But......" Yakumo Zi saw that the young man's figure seemed a little illusory, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's probably the limit." ”

"Unbelievable, is it a direct attack on Remy's concept of Gungnier?" A girl in pajamas with long purple hair also looked up at the battle, and Violet's eyes were full of contemplation.

"Naa, Patsy, what the hell did Ten Love, tell me more if you know."

Marissa's energetic voice rang in the girl's ears.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and saw that the girl's face full of sunshine was close at hand, and the breath mixed with the girl's body fragrance and the sunshine fragrance came to her face.

Too...... It's so close, Marisa! It's time to run into each other! Patchouli shrunk her neck, her face hot.

Come on, Patchouli told...... Huh!? Alice? Poof, it hurts! ”

"Pache Lee, leave this wild creature alone."

Alice glared at Marisa who had been thrown back to her seat by the dolls, and spoke to Patchouli.

"What do you see?"

Pache calmed down and became serious, looking at her fellow rival magician.

"You see that, too?"

Then, the two magicians fell silent as the human magicians shouted, "Who's the wild, you greenhouse magicians?"

Even a concept like Gungnir, which is equated with the rules of the world of fate, can be vetoed with one vote, which is clearly a sharp sword.

And in the heavenly battlefield, Remilia was gritting her teeth. Remilia hasn't felt this way since she got Gungnier. It warmed himself at that moment, accompanied him from a newborn vampire all the way up, and finally became the weapon of the Night King, Gungnir, and I couldn't feel it anymore.

She suddenly wanted to cry, but more often than not, she was angry.

"You...... Where did I hide my Gungnir!? ”

The young vampire lady asked, her eyes fierce and sharp, like a bat intending to hunt, and the corners of her mouth showed dangerous fangs.

It's a pity that Shiai can't see, and he hasn't repaired his eyes yet.

But it's not over yet. Yakumo-sama was still watching the battle.

I'll leave the rest to you.

“…… Cheers. ”

The head of the ten loves hung down, as if dead.

Yakumo frowned.

She thought of the existence of the boy before Langinus stabbed into the boy's body, and the rational consciousness of Yutong Shiai was born. She didn't expect the other party to hand the dominance to his body's instincts.

However, what Yakumo thinks of the boy is unknown. He opened his bloodied eyes again, and looked at Remilia, which were not the black pupils that were as deep as the night, nor the shining silver meteors.

Yes, just a bloody appetite.

Pure appetite, an appetite that stems from the desire to survive. It was from under that plane tree, and the boy maintained his state of existence for four hundred years.

Let me ask, in the outside world of Gensokyo, which exists day and night in negation, how can a pure fantasy maintain its own existence?

Is it fear or faith?

No. The fastest way is to devour.

Eat those gods, monsters, and monsters, as long as they are fantastical enough, and eat the fear and faith they carry on their bodies.

Sustain yourself.

Compared to the reality of the monsters that still have a little bit of ontology or human cognition, pure fantasy has to devour more fantasy in order to maintain itself more difficult. In this way, following the smell of fantasy, wandering around, Yutong, who has no self-consciousness, is looking for fantasy food everywhere.

Driven by the desire to survive, this pure fantasy grows itself little by little, swallowing little by little the flesh or metal, soil or cloth, books or bones of the fantasy. That's why it has the title after that.

Cheers.

Liberation as if there was no self-consciousness before. Now it's not Yutong Shiai, but a chewer.

The chewer was expressionless, and the angry girl who was looking down at the sky opened her hand. Remilia was stunned. The appearance of the teenager reminded her of some of the bad things in the legends.

Silver rays of light burst out from all around the chewer's body, like fireflies in the sky. The sound of teeth grinding, and the blood-red edges of the clothes began to spread out tiny branches, like human veins, pulsating endlessly.

The Eater leaned down and ran towards the girl in the air, like a wild beast.

It's surprisingly fast.

Stepping on the air, stepping on the air, stepping on the air.

The air was filled with overwhelming popping sounds, and the chewers were running on the ground.

Remilia gritted her teeth and opened the blood-colored cross of magical energy, and countless magic bullets erupted. This time, she really moved to kill.

"Yutong Ten Love!!"

The Eater just rushed down the barrage of barrage. Food resistance, it is commonplace. The beast that was instinctively urged vibrated the clothes around it, and the clothes with red edges on a white background hunted and hunted.

Broke through without hindrance.

Remilia's powerful magic bullets couldn't reach the beast at all, and each one had a fantastical interference. When he has no sense of self, the boy is a chewer, and the magic cannon that originally worked on Marisa is even more handy.

Since the energy attack had no effect, Remilia boldly chose melee combat. The true checks and balances have now ceased when the Eaters awaken, and Remilia's power has been restored. He opened his plain white palm, and Remilia's blood-colored energy condensed into sharp claws on it.

The claws of a bat.

A strong appetite erupted in the eyes of the chewer.

If you want to live, you have to eat this kind of thing.

I want to live.

Want to live......

Shaking the clothes again, the speed of the chewer became faster and faster.

He didn't pay any attention to Remilia's claws on the chest, but opened his mouth and pounced on it.

A humanoid beast pounces on a vampire.

Remilia saw the pure appetite for survival in the beast's eyes.

"...... this!?"

The beast's speed was beyond her expectations, especially after a large hole was made in its chest, not only did it not retreat, but it took the opportunity to grab Remilia's two slender upper arms, and bit the girl's shoulder in one bite.

Remilia held back the pain and focused on kicking the other man into the air. Seeing the other man smash into the ground, Remilia examined the wound.

His arms were dislocated, his shoulders were torn off a large chunk of flesh, and he ......

Doesn't heal.

"Sure enough, it's the chewer......"

Without time to care about the bleeding from her shoulder, Remilia's expression became serious, and she looked down at the place where the kicked eater had fallen to the ground.

It was a flower garden not far from the courtyard of the banquet. Blood spurted from the chewer's chest, and as he stood up, he slowly chewed the flesh in his mouth, his expression serene and calm.

Watching her flesh being chewed by others, Remilia felt a little uncomfortable. She looked at the monster sage on the paperclip table.

"Yakumo Murasaki, in this way, the battle is pointless. While I don't want to kill him, you'd better do something. ”

Yakumo Zi smiled, and was about to reply when she saw the surprise on Remilia's face.

She turned her head and saw the beast look this way, followed by the sound of clothes vibrating.

Yakumo stood up.

"Why, even I want to eat it? Ten loves. ”

“……”

Chevers rely on the instinct to survive, and the instinct to survive includes the tendency to weaken and avoid the strong. So the chewer obediently turned his gaze back to the little white bat in the sky.

"It's disgusting."

Remilia looked at the boy in disgust.

"Yakumo Murasaki, let him stop, I'll warn you one last time."

Purple smiled. She opened the gap and pulled Longinus out of the bell tower.

Disgusting sensations came from the gun.

Only Yakumo Murasaki, who has the ability to "the realm of fantasy and reality", can hold up this real authority so freely.

As the Eater was about to run high into the air again, Yakumo Murasaki once again opened a gap to the Eater's chest and stabbed it without hesitation.

Heartbreak for the third time.

The chewer begins to tremble all over his body. Then, the color of the blood fades.

"I didn't expect the chewer to be alive, after all these years."

Pache lifted her hat and looked at the boy who was getting up from the ground not far away.

Remilia's wound healed in an instant as the chewer's breath vanished, revealing her white, jade-like skin through the holes in her shoulders. With a cold face, she glanced sideways at the young man who couldn't understand the atmosphere, and turned around and walked towards the main hall.

Serving guests in ragged clothes was not what the patriarch of the Scarlet family should do.

And Shiai felt a little dizzy, and the smell of blood in his mouth also made his brain so excited that it was difficult to wake up. Even though he had been thrown to his place by Yakumoshi, Marisa's hurried questions were filled all around. The sound seemed to come from the sky, and it seemed to vibrate from the bones, and all that could be seen was a blonde girl with her mouth open and closed like a fish on the shore.

A warm feeling came from the right shoulder.

Ten Ai looked over, it was a red and white shrine maiden.

Under the candlelight, the plain and warm face of Hakurei Miko was close in front of him, and I don't know if it was because the candle flame was too soft, and the whole person of Hakurei Reimu's original plain and elegant became warm and amiable. Under the sandalwood black hair, Furui Wubo's eyes shone with firelight, adding a bit of vitality to her, and the not-so-bright candlelight made the edges of her beautiful face more and more gentle, even if the corners of her mouth were still plain and boring, but because of this, she had the charm that only belonged to this witch.

She just put her plain white right hand on Shiai's right shoulder, and it was from here that a faint warmth emanated.

The dizziness has been relieved a lot, and the urge of the chewer has faded a lot.

"Thank you...... Thank you, Miss Hirori. ”

Shiai hurriedly thanked.

But the shrine maiden just nodded her head nonchalantly.

"If you want to thank you, thank Zi."

Shiai turned her head to look, and Yakumo Zi smiled.

"This is Hakurei's shrine maiden, Reimu. Actually, you just call her Reimu, if your name is Bo Li, it's too raw. ”

“…… May I? ”

Yutong Shiai was advised like this, he looked at the other party, and Hakuri Reimu only nodded very calmly.

"Whatever you want."

In this way, Yutong Juai chatted with Yakumo Murasaki and Hakurei Shrine Maiden, and Remilia had returned from the main hall.

The bright red moon is in the sky, and it is the time for the banquet.